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The Bell and Bottle Tavern.

           

           "Fly,then!"criedMademoiselled’Armilly,whosepityreturnedasherfearsdiminished;"fly!"

           "Orkillyourself!"saidEugenie(inatonewhichaVestalintheamphitheatrewouldhaveused,whenurgingthevictoriousgladiatortofinishhisvanquishedadversary).Andreashuddered,andlookedontheyounggirlwithanexpressionwhichprovedhowlittleheunderstoodsuchferocioushonor."Killmyself?"hecried,throwingdownhisknife;"whyshouldIdoso?"

           "Why,yousaid,"answeredMademoiselleDanglars,"thatyouwouldbecondemnedtodieliketheworstcriminals."

           "Bah,"saidCavalcanti,crossinghisarms,"onehasfriends."

           Thebrigadieradvancedtohim,swordinhand."Come,come,"saidAndrea,"sheatheyoursword,myfinefellow;thereisnooccasiontomakesuchafuss,sinceIgivemyselfup;"andheheldouthishandstobemanacled.Thegirlslookedwithhorroruponthisshamefulmetamorphosis,themanoftheworldshakingoffhiscoveringandappearingasagalley-slave.Andreaturnedtowardsthem,andwithanimpertinentsmileasked"Haveyouanymessageforyourfather,MademoiselleDanglars,forinallprobabilityIshallreturntoParis?"

           Eugeniecoveredherfacewithherhands."Oh,ho!"saidAndrea,"youneednotbeashamed,eventhoughyoudidpostafterme

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